“The wisest thing to do if you’re living in hell is to make yourself comfortable.”

We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting.

Beauty is nothing, beauty won’t stay. You don’t know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you, you know it’s for something else.

Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.

Sometimes you just have to pee in the sink.

Without literature, life is hell.

Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.

Sex is interesting, but it’s not totally important.

Anything is a waste of time unless you are fucking well or creating well or getting well or looming toward a kind of phantom – love – happiness.

If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start.

What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.

There are only two things wrong with money: too much or too little.

An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.

Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside – remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.

Some lose all mind and become soul, insane. some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual – some lose both and become accepted.

Only the boring get bored.

We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.